Stolen Flowers Retrieved
I headed outside with recycling, to store it in the bin out there until the City picks it up, and stopped to eat some Mulberries from the tree. I heard two women complimenting our flowers and headed toward the sidewalk to say thank you.
One of the women had a whole bouquet--some day lilies, two Asian lilies - one complete with roots - and a rose. Upon seeing me, she said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
"I didn't mean to!"
As if the flowers had jumped into her hands of their own free will!
She was wrinkled and worn, with a piercing in her tongue. Heck if I know how old she was. But I scolded her like an eight-year-old. She reacted like an eight-year-old too.
I told her I paid money for those flowers. She said again that she didn't mean to. I told her of course she meant to. And then I accepted her apology, asked her not to do it again, and brought the flowers inside.
She said she wouldn't do it again. We'll see.
I'm still having trouble getting over "I didn't mean to" from a grown person.
In other news, the phone isn't saving pictures properly to my phone card; I don't know if the card was damaged when I downloaded pics from it recently or if the phone is continuing its slow disintegration. I had to take this picture with My Angel's phone, which is why it's grainier than usual. Oh, well, it's better than not having a camera available.